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hmm

2006-11-28T03:02:00.000-08:00

Like i knew where to look for you

Hey those upper veins and lower arteries
That armature Those curves
Whom you paint on a restless night
To facilitate jumbo coils fighting bites
Sweet venomFragrant poise.
Musky rhythm ,flows scarlet vows!!Hey sacred you! Like i knew where to look for you!!!!Hurray:-)

Confusion

2006-11-28T01:09:00.000-08:00

Its been a long journey,quiet tiring and then suddenly comes a u-turn.Changing every thing around me .I see hope .What if i can meet "it" this time?.Well let me wait and see.Meanwhile what have i done to affirm my position.Am i prepared for the worst?I feel such a travail when my own people fail to undersatnd my predicament and present and extremely inclement ground for me to dwell upon.

Once this stops!Confusion is Sacred. Chaos is sacred.Lamps in the night are sacred.True enemy is sacred.Winds on the terrace are sacred.Lets not divide the world into Good, bad,Clean ,Dirty,Sacred,secular,Me,you...Of course ,we are not saints and its not possible to look at shit as sweet ...then what is the correct approach,Some body kills your dear one..do u speak of peace?What is the limit to Sacred feelings?Who defines the piousness and sanctity?In every difficulty there lies a lesson.Laugh more when travails challenge you.Win at any cost when adversity is encountered.When nothing cooperates,let the supreme will oozeout.While i weep i want pity.Can my enemy pity me ?So do i say he is unsacred? When i am happy i want to share ?Will my friends appear sacred.I perform rituals i meet loggerheads with climatic conditions social and political restrictions? Do i stop with my convictions.Religious and unreligious.What parents have passed on to me is the religion i know.How much did i venture and re-discover the truth.SACREDNESS IS ABOUT REDISCOVERING THE TRUTH.every time. Great quest!

When did i Befriend Paper?

2006-11-15T02:01:00.000-08:00

Every time i want to express uninteruptedly.Every time i want to present my opinion completely.Every time i want my mind to resonnate its thoughts eternally.Every time i wish i would not face 'Em.Every time i feel that there is more to be said than i can.Every time i feel cognise an urge to share my thought.Every time i need eyes along with ears to read through and between my lines ...again and again...every time distance seperates my wish to talk long hours with my loved ones.Every time i think of God.Every time i write my poems ..every time i think of my dad ..every time i dream of a spouse ...every time i kindle my philanthropy..every time i see a tattered soul ..a shattered rag ...a picked piece of soiled bread ..a humoungous will wasted on labour ....a child put to unethical us...every time i see injustice un voiced or un-retaliated !!!Every time i want to use the vocab i learnt..every time i want to feel the need to communicate to the UNKNOWN...Evcery time i wait for Thee ...Oh ...i cant stop what ever the reason BE....

Alone

2006-11-14T02:11:00.000-08:00

who am i ?,a lonely lunatic !
i know i see my self in a mirror .
i think i feel the dual untruth fanatic
who else can it be the Measly,false terror

I know i crib i am all than just me
I disregard my inner vision
And i cease from reality to see
and i brood and suffer from an invariable treason

You still have to smile :-)

2006-11-06T02:07:00.000-08:00

Now I feel I can tell anybody
Every minute without you is a wreck and is a tragedy
All this while when life was a Rhapsody
And now that a tempest has rocked the ship and unvoyaged everybody !

But a dingy is a small hope
It is small but the only rope
Toward life at the shore it shows ways to cope
With the catastrophe

What is the limit to Perfidy?
Oh! Who defines the boundary?
What is flawless ideology?
To the trickster I pay my eulogy !

Wild Encounters! Can be Tiny

2006-11-03T06:22:00.000-08:00

Then when the spider crawls off the cob
i stop it and yet tries itself into its cross web
At that eternal and Unswerving approach my eyes clog

To suceed is not the question
who prempts is not the worry or sidetraked mission
its just all about knowing to beget unquenchable DEHYDRATION

Alas ! am not as tiny ,as brainless
where has it that place for a magnanimous will !So Zealous
diehard this know! then my all attempts shall be seamless

The Red in ME and the Yellow in THEE

2006-11-01T04:21:00.000-08:00

This restless corpos twinge
Parades on thy less world
And then why thee i see
what pain what disease !,good days herald

but hundred not one i have a quest
unto thee i want to coil
every moment that curl's up like a warm blanket
when pathogenic invasions rise measured boil

hence i am afraid of the oppurtunity
to be with or not to be
and then i miss amidst every single gravity
how can i lurk else where heaven the abode be
how can i thrive else where kings their paradise HE

Now Playing!

2006-10-24T07:10:00.000-07:00

No i dont mean it that way. Let the aura of uncertainity be retained i dont wish to clear the fog and the mist. i still should be an unfolded mystry !

Remember ! A mirror can reflect any thing that comes before it .But it is showing you the Right things Left !!!!!!!!! Hmm lateral inversion :-(
Its a great life again. Its a sweet feeling. But something is asking me to cut my losses in any plan or relationship that has not lived up to my expectations.

Am afraid i will hurt them invariably yet again those beautiful emotions. Because i am sure my social stand does not allow me to go ahead with that step toward the treasure .Its a matter of a few days and am all alone in the cross roads . I dont like this hurt and this wound this time .But i have to compromise. Thats the pay back for the exalted joy he managed to give me and for the amount of ecstacy i had gulped in !

I find that emotion and profession are at a tandem again.

Am blessedly unfortunate. But one cant see Rainbows very often.Some have never seen it. I am happy i could see it atleast once be it momentary !

Toward the smoke-tray donot go away mist &fog shall stay

2006-10-19T04:18:00.000-07:00

Hither and thither i go round and round

when i know you lay some where around

Stay on the roof of my mighty thought terrance

I bound by thee ,and you by it so fond

To its charms your senses surround

That irky menace thy minutes with me bound

Take away that tiny smouldering roll

i set you free yet be with me see my heart hound

Thy standing on the shore like a flag post splendour sound

every moments of your life i shall impound

Beaconing light upon every ships mast

showing my nostalgic mind an emotion lost and found!!!!!

2006-10-18T23:06:00.000-07:00

Regards !

What do i do to that beggar on the street? .Just pass by or drop a coin into the pauper's
vessel.What less of a pauper am i ? A destitute of perfection! One cant afford to be pitied so much! Why does he remind me of a tattered inner self? Ah! he is so blessed atleast he knows ,he accepts, he is a vagabond ! But me with the inner vageries of a restless pursuit.Did i manage to organise the ignorance. Like sankaraacharya said "The inability to relate devotion to knowledge is ignorance ".Am i devouted to the goal ? What, when and how have i defined my goal ?

Do i keep the quest for knowledge on? One has to constantly perceive .Out of perception comes every thing be it the enthusiasm to forge ahead and wage a battle or to calm down to a low-key profile and just enjoy the very essence of life !

2006-10-15T22:04:00.000-07:00

Where the cacaphonic tunes of a Zaniest Composition
Are swiped away by a Cool breeze
And then when the music flows intermittent disposition
Clean is the mind to absorb melody into my minds Entwined crease

When shallow waters of a unwiped tear roll
Remind me of the days passing like an unsung tune
Written and Erased clean errors death toll
Now i wake into a prestine heaven ignorance immune

Great is thy blank manuscripts
It swallowed and cleansed the weedy predicament
You preen out of my mind the proverbial dossiers
And Harangue my mound of apathy and ransacked old rudiment

Thanks to thy sweet note of a blank imposition
I have a bounty of choice conferred upon
the ebb and flow of a nurtured vision
shall float on the travellers mind who discovered brand new horizon !

2006-10-11T02:36:00.000-07:00

As my enthu opens doors into a errotic atmosphere
My deep passion for a hero grows profoundly
Just like a leaf that falls from a tree
i long to see thee ,inner voice said propoundly

Wish this could stay what a coiled mess
into a woven intricate nest it may transpire
i wonder how long i have to guess
I go without you heywire

Into the remotest realms of my secret abode thee penitrate
you had my whims nurtured again and perotate
then like water in the sea bed thy thrust thy pressure
i wish this pleasure this timeless treasure will never corrode

Serenity

2006-10-03T00:32:00.000-07:00

While, the heavy beam of the street light was shining away in my eyes i walked across the empty street in my colony on that cold festive night with a heavy thought in my mind.While the heavy crowds have cleared themselves into the Housy -holes of the township ,there was a strange serenity about the whole street.Strange revelations were happening all around .I was watching four russians having a tete-e-tete on some animal ,atleast thats what i thought .And suddendly my eyes fell on the tree that the night has eaten away and just the florecence of its flowers could be seen.Ever wondered if i could be on those tall branches.What an unexperimented life.What an unexperimented emotion. Some faint recollections of a day with a stranger.A semi luncheon !! Why do we meet strangers and why do we talk on wierd topics! Why do we converse and conclude.Yes ,we all want answers to those un-asked questions.We are all confused about handling our ignorance.We all want solace, we all want to intrigue into some "prohibited zones".We want to meet more and more people of our kind ..to reassure that we are not as peculiar and as unearthly as we think we are !We have alienated ourselves too much from our nature.We think that our rational and logic is devastatingly effective.But it isnt? We invariably fall a pray to our nature .

I met some body .And my nature was to try and know if i were missing out on a potential partner.More so is a hunt when one is on the Socio-emotinal phase of investigating a companion.Marriage , an institution that has never tired ...Existant since several centuaries before christ .Several unrecorded sagas of companion ship......

Why do people marry ?fine, i know what the Sociologist have to say! What the psychiatrists have to say about the need for social and emotional and financial security .But , then we have also seen enough cases where all these needs werent really met.And more often than not they failed to live by those norms.No wonder i see so many Quirky alones in the motropolis..So many woman i met who prefer to live alone and do manage to live alone.Why taboo the single ton status so much ?

Was silently listening to the screaming .He wanted to take his child away ! he came from a different country to take his child away from the mother who has come back ,while breaking a promise of marriage.Now in my neighbour hood this is a third case of return to home by a woman from her in-laws?.Still why do people think marriages are emotional security !!!.No..they are buying out on physical needs.!! thas all about it ! And then by nature get attached ,be prayed by ungrown human emotions.Un dealt psycological traumas.
How many psychiatrical institutions would open up in the coming days?

We in a country were social standards are set by a bunch of Hero's on the movie screen ,their players treated as demi-gods!! After all thats what they preach !

if i were a poem written by god !

2006-08-08T03:48:00.000-07:00

Me in the midst of Mire
Sucking away its destiny
Some supple emotions dying out dire
Now next is a choicest mutiny

They goaded my will
Meager life Nothing to inspire
Woke up to life's call
Not afraid just dreamt of Death ?Shire

Grotesque wish Harping on a question

Am I the chosen lyre?

Strung by the sublime conviction

Living away chaotic Hire

-------- If I were a poem written on a piece of gods mind and played by his will on a harp instrument like Lyre!